During this fall season, you can usually hear me missing and wishing for the beauty of the changing colors and cooler air of the Northeast. Lately, our own changing cypress trees have been speaking to me with their rusted needles mixed with greens. One tree in particular on Dalrymple Drive on the LSU Lakes is absolutely gorgeous, draped with Spanish Moss dancing with the cold, water breeze. This morning I went out to spend time with it and brought my camera along. Once I stepped into its shadow and looked up at the light streaming through its textures, I lifted my arms up high in celebration of its pretty ways.
Here are a few shots taken during our first session together. I'm not there yet in terms of the light balance and feel, and hope for some future time.
